Oooh, we have a real treat this week. Not only was Monday a nonentity where one character essentially tells another, “I will soon tell you the point.” But we get a double dose of the ‘suspense’ today. Do you think by the end of the week we will know the crux of the ‘conflict’? I give it 50-50 odds.

Funky is shoveling the snow off the sidewalk, and talking to his wife on the phone. So much wrong with this.

While I guess a March snowstorm isn’t insane for the Midwest,(here in Iowa we had snow on Thursday,) the strip on Sunday had the students standing on growing green grass in light jackets and sweaters.

Funky is just outside his house. Unless his wife is away from town, isn’t she just inside? Why is she asking him if he’s sitting down? Why is she having this serious conversation with him on the phone, instead of waiting the 15 minutes for him to finish shoveling? Has she locked him out of the house? Do they only converse with cell phones now? Does she refuse to set eyes on him since he turned into a horrible eldritch amalgamation of the Stay-puff Marshmallow Man and Statler the Muppet?

‘Not necessarily bad news’ always means, ‘it’s not bad for me, but you won’t like it.’ Funky is right to sniff doom. On the other hand, a good whiff of Funky right now probably smells like moldy dog and onions. He sniffs doom with every inhale.

I know that we probably have another three days of this nonsensical build-up ahead of us, but I just want to yell “GET TO THE POINT ALREADY!”. (Meaning TomBa has won this round of “Frustrate Your Readers” and can run the imaginary bases in triumph.)

He’s already rehashing the BUILD UP to the premise, which means he has nothing. I certainly hope he explains why Funky is mysteriously shoveling snow outside some sort of institutional-type building that looks nothing like his home or business, but I’m not counting on it.

Hell, I seem to remember one particular week where he didn’t get to the point until *Friday*.

Now that it looks as if it’s not going to be “I have cancer” (didn’t both Holly and Funky have cancer or cancer scares?), I suspect it’s going to be “Cory’s decided when he’s going to get married and you have to pay for it”.

From the sidebar, it looks like Batiuk got what he wanted on Sunday. All kinds of people tweeting our his bland, inoffensive Sunday strip. Must do his heart good to know there are people as shallow as he out there among the “twitter tots.”